Maya's POV
The first thing I noticed was how restless Adam was when I walked in. He was pacing the corridor like a man searching for something he wasn't even sure he had lost. He was dressed and ready which means he had somewhere to be, but he was not heading out. His shirt was clinging a bit to his back with sweat and his hands constantly fiddling with his wristwatch although it was already properly worn.
"You're going to walk right through the floor if you keep up like that," I said intending to sound funny as I watched him from the couch in the living room where I was sitting and folding laundry.
He made a distracted sound in response but didn't stop. His eyes just kept darting to the large clock on the wall, then to the door, then back to the floor.
"Adam, what is it? You're all d
